Layla moans, her approval confirmed when Sutton’s eyes roll back, and his hips jerk as he holds her ass tightly against his lap.
The vibration of Layla’s throat as she moans through her orgasm sends me to my peak. I come with so much force, Layla chokes, pulls back, and finishes me with her hand as thick ropes of my hot seed cover her face and breasts.
“I’m a mess.” Layla smiles, but her skin is every shade of red.
“You are a vision of perfection, omega,” I assure her, placing a finger under her chin to raise her eyes to mine. She follows my touch to stand before me.
“Agreed,” Sutton says, standing beside me now.
“Even so, I would like to clean up before bed.” She takes only a few steps toward the bathroom before turning back. “Join me. Both of you,” she adds when Sutton and I exchange a look, questioning whether or not the peace between us can remain after the spell of our passion has worn off.
“You do not wish to kill me?” I ask him, just to be sure.
“No. Do you?” Sutton asks.
“No.”
“Then we should give our omega what she wants.” Sutton calling Layla our omega makes my heart swell.
I do not understand how, but I know now that this could work. We could share Layla. In fact, I am beginning to believe that we must. It is our fate. What other explanation could there be for the feelings I have, not only for Layla, but also for Sutton?
Even though I believe the three of us have found the answer to our predicament, I worry the pack will not like it.
But that is a problem for another day.
Tonight, I will take pleasure in the peace the three of us have found together.
Chapter 25
Layla
ThoroughlymarkedbybothSutton and Zayd, I walk through the corridors to The Courtyard alone with confidence.
At least, that’s how my journey begins. My confidence fades with the stares of every male I pass, growing more and more disdainful. By the time I enter The Courtyard, my heart is racing, and my brow is covered in sweat.
“Layla.” Angie runs over. “What’s wro—” She stops dead in her tracks. Even takes a step back. “Oh my god. What have you done?”
“Wha—What do you mean?”
“Your scent. You—” Angie covers her nose and mouth. “It’s wrong. Did something happen? Are you sick?”
I inhale deeply. Zayd’s and Sutton’s combined scent fills my nose, makes my pussy clench. “It’s not anything new. Both Sutton’s and Zayd’s scents have been on me before.”
“Not like this. Did you…” Angie lowers her voice to whisper. “Did you have sex with both of them?”
A lump grows in my throat, begging me not to answer.
“I think maybe you should go back to your room,” Angie says when a group of omegas walks by, groaning and shooting me dirty looks.
“I don’t understand. It doesn’t bother me. Actually, this is the first time I’ve felt complete. Like everything is how it should be.”
“We should find Willow.” I believe Angie wants to help me, but the constant grimace on her face and the distance she keeps between us make me wonder for how long. “I’ll walk with you back to your room. We can call Willow from there.”
I agree and leave with Angie.
“Faster,” she says, forcing a faster pace when she sees the way the alphas we pass look at me.
“Is it against the law or something for an omega to be with more than one male?” Zayd wouldn’t break the law. He can’t break a promise. He’s proven that time and time again. If he had believed any punishment would come my way for what we did, he wouldn’t have let it happen.
